Thirteenth Sunday in Ordinary Time (B)

Because God did not make death;
Nor does he delight when the living perish:
For he created all things that they might have being:
And saving are the creations of the world
and there is not in them a poison of destruction,
nor has the underworld dominion upon earth,
for justice is undying.

For God created the human as an immortal,
and in the image of his own likeness he made him.
However, by the envy of the devil, death came into the world,
and the ones who taste it are those being part of that one.

Responsorial – Psalm 30.2, 4, 5-6, 11-12, 13 Resp. 2a

R. I will extol you, the Lord, for you have raised me up.

I will extol you, the Lord, for you have raised me up,
and have not made my foes to rejoice over me.
Lord, you have brought up my soul from Sheol.
You have kept me alive, that I should not go down to the pit.

R. I will extol you, the Lord, for you have raised me up.

Sing praise to the Lord, you saints of his.
Give thanks to his holy name.
For his anger is but for a moment.
His favor is for a lifetime.
Weeping may last all night,
but joy comes in the morning.

R. I will extol you, the Lord, for you have raised me up.

Hear, Lord, and have mercy on me.
Lord, be my helper.
You have turned my mourning into dancing.
Lord my God, I will give thanks to you forever!

R. I will extol you, the Lord, for you have raised me up.

Reading 2 – 2 Corinthians 8.7, 9, 13-15

Brothers and sisters:
As you abound in everything,
in faith, utterance, knowledge,
all earnestness, and in your love to us,
see that you also abound in this grace.

For you know the grace of our Lord Jesus Christ,
that, though he was rich,
yet for your sakes he became poor,
that you through his poverty might become rich.

For this is not that others may be eased
and you distressed, but for equality.
Your abundance at this present time
supplies their lack,
that their abundance also
may become a supply for your lack;
that there may be equality.
As it is written,
“Who had much did not have too much,
and who had little did not lack.”

Gospel – Mark 5.21-43

When Jesus had crossed back over in the boat to the other side,
a great multitude was gathered to him; and he was by the sea.
Behold, one of the rulers of the synagogue, Jairus by name, came.
Seeing him, he fell at his feet, and begged him much, saying,
“My little daughter is at the point of death.
Please come and lay your hands on her,
that she may be made healthy, and live.”
He went with him, and a great multitude followed him.

A certain woman, who had an issue of blood for twelve years,
and had suffered many things by many physicians,
and had spent all that she had, and was no better,
but rather grew worse,
having heard the things concerning Jesus,
came up behind him in the crowd, and touched his clothes.
For she said, “If I just touch his clothes, I will be made well.”
Immediately the flow of her blood was dried up,
and she felt in her body that she was healed of her affliction.
Immediately, Jesus, perceiving in himself
that the power had gone out from him,
turned around in the crowd, and asked,
“Who touched my clothes?”
His disciples said to him,
“You see the multitude pressing against you,
and you say, ‘Who touched me?’”
He looked around to see her who had done this thing.
But the woman, fearing and trembling,
knowing what had been done to her,
came and fell down before him,
and told him all the truth.
He said to her,
“Daughter, your faith has made you well.
Go in peace, and be cured of your disease.”

While he was still speaking,
people came from the synagogue ruler’s house saying,
“Your daughter is dead. Why bother the Teacher anymore?”
But Jesus, when he heard the message spoken,
immediately said to the ruler of the synagogue,
“Do not be afraid, only believe.”
He allowed no one to follow him,
except Peter, James, and John the brother of James.
He came to the synagogue ruler’s house,
and he saw an uproar, weeping, and great wailing.
When he had entered in, he said to them,
“Why do you make an uproar and weep?
The child is not dead, but is asleep.”
They ridiculed him.
But he, having put them all out,
took the father of the child,
her mother, and those who were with him,
and went in where the child was lying.
Taking the child by the hand, he said to her,
“Talitha koum!”
which translated means “Girl, I tell you, get up!”
Immediately the girl rose up and walked;
she was twelve years old.
They were amazed with great amazement.
He strictly ordered them that no one should know this,
and commanded that something should be given to her to eat.